You and me under the world tree

While he claimed to be the messenger of the gods, his miracles were also accused of being fake.

After all, many people present saw that when he was holding the meteor spear that seemed to have fallen from the sky, someone suddenly rushed out.

Although I don't know what kind of person they are, but at that time, there were only those few people present.

So in their eyes, it must have been done by Studus or someone other than Wittig among the Twelve Warriors.

But no matter who it is, as far as common sense is concerned, can a weapon that can be cut off be considered a "gift" from the gods?

After all, anyone could see that Sifka was obviously going for Gungnir, the Meteor Spear.

So there is only one answer, Sifka himself is forging miracles.

Since then, those "accusations" he said have also become empty.

After all, even his own credibility is questionable, so can his accusations be true?

Not to mention, this guy disappeared afterwards.

No one knows exactly where Sivka went.

And this kind of behavior like evasion made his reputation plummet even more.

Could it be that he took revenge, so he lost his obsession?

But what about cheating?

In short, there was too much news exposed about the palace coup in Gothic, and Guado couldn't even say it.

And more importantly, those things do not have a complete answer until now.

What happened in the first place?

If Sifka is a fraud who wants to usurp power, then why didn't Princess Dietrich or King Dittmar rebut it at that time?

Moreover, until now, Her Royal Highness the princess who is about to be crowned king has no intention of dispelling the rumors.

But, unbeknownst to most, it was this inscrutable attitude that matched her usual solitary attitude.

Because she never likes to talk too much with others, and she doesn't even care about being misunderstood.

Anyway, the result of this palace coup lies here.

No matter how loudly Sifka shouted, he disappeared, and Elmrich and the dead queen Ottilia were also stigmatized as usurpers.

Want to whitewash them?

Said that the former King Dietmar was a tyrant?

So why not compare the lives of the people?

Elmrich made himself regent, but he allowed his lords to oppress the people.

Dieter Heil, the so-called Chosen Son that Sifka praised so far, is still staying in the palace of the Netherlands as a hostage, and he has not shown any brilliance until now.

miracle?

where?

It is nothing more than the interests of people's hearts.

"Let me tell you, these are actually fake."

In the tavern in Bei'an City, there was such a carefree voice.

It was a strong man who drank freely.

And after wiping the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, he started yelling loudly again.

"Maybe the gods didn't care about us Goths at all. Being King Dietmar was just to calm the anxious hearts, so he forged miracles."

Then, his statement instantly attracted those people.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

Perhaps, they would not directly believe what the strong man said.

After all, the past is all empty talk.

Even Princess Dietrich, the person involved, didn't know about it because of her age. Could this strong man who doesn't seem too old know?

But it doesn't matter.

This does not prevent them from listening to these, just for fun.

People just like to join in the fun.

On the other side, seeing that he seemed to have attracted those people, the strong man took another sip of wine happily.

The feeling of being watched made him very happy.

"Let me tell you, the gods have long since ignored us Goths, but we are cheap! We insisted on asking the gods for favors, which made people panic, and those lords used these to attack King Ditmar, but the king didn't There is no way, so we can only forge miracles to appease people.”

Then the strong man took another sip of wine.

He seemed to be drinking more and more, and his mouth gradually lost control.

"Then, Sifka started using the same method again, but it was all fake, and the gods didn't even care about us."

"Ah, what to do then?"

"What should I do? Will the gods help you farm the land? Will the gods help you do the work?"

Looks a little drunk, that's what the man said.

"Of course life is how to live."

He seemed to want to stand up, but subconsciously leaned forward, and then fell to the ground.

"Are you OK?"

"I'm fine!"

Seeing that someone was about to help him, the strong man immediately waved his arms again.

"Let me just put it this way, the gods have nothing to do with us. Look at the Kingdom of the Netherlands next door. They claim to be protected by the gods, but have the gods cured the plague for them?"

In the end, the strong man's voice even became louder.

And almost everyone saw that his eyes were a little red.

"A lot of people died! A lot of people died everywhere! But did the gods take action? No! It is our wise king who governs the plague!"

he said aloud.

"It is the Lord of Armies!"

Then, his words seemed to reveal his identity.

"Where are you from in the Netherlands?"

"Someone asked that."

"I……"

His tongue seemed to be robbing, and his tone dropped.

"I used to live in Diffenter and was a blacksmith there, but everything is gone, can anyone tell me why?"

Then, the strong man raised his head, and he looked around, with a hint of bewilderment in his eyes.

"You guys, can you tell me?"

Chapter No.16: Answer True or False

At this moment, the strong man was standing in the center of the tavern.

Before he knew it, not only did his face turn red, but his eyes were also filled with tears.

"Really, a lot of people died."

And so he repeated.

"A lot of people died, and the bodies of those people were right in front of me, but I couldn't do anything."

His voice is not too loud, and even tends to get lower and lower in the end.

But gradually, the originally lively tavern quieted down.

And those who were just planning to listen to the excitement seemed overwhelmed.

The whole tavern was like this, seemingly silent.

However, they didn't dare to approach without authorization, they just stood there and watched.

At first, everyone thought he was just drunk and swayed from side to side.

I still want to lend a hand.

But now, they don't know what to do.

"you're drunk."

At this moment, someone from the crowd just walked out.

He seemed to be out of good intentions, but before he could touch the strong man, he saw the strong man take two steps back.

Although it looked shaky, it looked like it was about to fall the next moment.

But suddenly, he bumped into a pillar.

This stopped him from falling.

However, he looked really drunk and couldn't stand upright at all.

The whole person just leaned against the pillar of the tavern.

"I'm not drunk!"

The strong man yelled loudly.

"I'm not drunk!"

At this moment, he seemed to be announcing something.

And the constantly waving hands also prevented those people from getting closer.

"I don't have... hiccup~"

He hiccupped, and looked at the ceiling with blank eyes filled with tears.

"Hey hey."

He suddenly laughed, but no one knew what he was laughing at.

"I used to have a pretty easy life!"

And the strong man held his own wine bottle and told what he had seen and heard.

"I am the only blacksmith in our town! And my friends like to ask me to make tools, I am a good brother! Yes! A good brother! Although I have quarreled with him! But he is my good brother!"

His obviously drunk but extremely cheerful voice echoed in the tavern.

"You know that, my friend! His family is thriving! I watched his children grow up!"

he shouted loudly.

"The children in their family, one is obedient and sensible, and the other is mischievous, but they all clamor to become heroes, like to go out for adventures, and want to make achievements with hiccups, and then I..."

I don't know why the strong man's voice just got quieter.

"teach……"

He seemed to be talking about something.

But in the end, it may be because I have no strength, so the voice is getting smaller and smaller.

This results in no one hearing at all.

Even at this moment, no one can lip-sync.

It's completely caught in the imagination of oneself.

However, people have another feeling that what he shows is his true feelings.

That expression is definitely not a disguise!